My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"My God! Newt Scamander is beating Mr. Kant!"

The commentator and the audience exclaimed together, and Newt, who was sitting on Zou Wu's back in the herd, raised his head dissatisfied and gave a glimpse.

"Oh no, I'm sorry." The commentator quickly changed his words, "Newt's gorilla is beating Mr. Kant! Gosh, gosh, this looks so painful..."

I saw Ludwig’s picture in the water curtain in front of the auditorium. A chimpanzee more than two meters high was holding Ludwig’s head and inserting his head into the ground of the stone platform. The other The five fingers of his hand grew up and slapped Ludwig's **** vigorously with a palm.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!!"

"Snapped!!!"

The gorilla’s arm muscles are very powerful with every swing. With every slap shot, the spider-web-like radial cracks under Ludwig deepen by one point, except for the instinctive twitching every time he is beaten. Besides, Ludwig didn't react at all like a corpse.

"Is he dead?" Alphad asked in a low voice in the audience.

"It shouldn't be. If that gigantic ape tries its best, Ludwig should only have two lower legs and parts above the ribs." Dwight, who knows something about magical animals, shook his head. "But with this strength, it seems At least it hurts."

"Hey, it looks like his **** can't be kept anymore."

"As long as he doesn't die, Miss Joey will heal him."

"I hope his **** is not enough to support his participation in the second round of the project," Alphad said maliciously. "Then Miss Joey can use her medical skills."

"Sorry, Newt." Listening to the howling from the commentary and the seemingly non-existent moans on Newt's platform, Tom shook his head complicatedly, and put his hand on his **** when he was not prepared. "Sorry, Ludwig."

The crowd in the audience only saw Newt sitting on Zou Wu's back and watching Ludwig, mumbling constantly. If they could hear Newt's voice, they would be quite shocked.

"Snakeman voice, right?"

"Fast clearance, right?"

"Anyway, you pretend to make two gestures before leaving?"

"I even left a group of little fairies specifically for you on the court. Isn't it easy to catch them?"

Newt gritted his teeth, and every time he said something, the slap of the giant gorilla would fall on Ludwig's **** on time.

After a while, Ludwig finally stopped moving under the repeated beatings of Juli Gorilla.

"Stop it, don't really kill the Warrior."

Newt urged Zou Wu to step forward and gently pulled Ludwig's shoulder with his paw, but he still didn't respond.

"Shouldn't it?" Newt jumped off Zou Wu's back suspiciously, "The orangutan doesn't use so much strength..."

Just as he was about to step forward to check, Ludwig's body suddenly twitched, followed by a sound of cracking glass, which was the final warning of the iron armor curse on his body that was on the verge of extinction.

Ludwig slowly stretched out his right hand and fumbled back and forth on the ground. After a while, he was covered with magical animal hair and dust. Finally, he felt a crack that was enough to borrow his strength and snapped it in with his four fingers.

"Mr. Scamander," Ludwig used his right hand to fasten the crack that was smashed by the gorilla, and pushed his body up. There was no trace of blood on his swollen face, and his whole body was convulsed violently, but he finally Still got up and sat weakly on the ground, revealing his left hand hidden under him, he smiled bitterly, "I underestimated you."

"No, you are tenacious," Newt shook his head. He didn't expect this kid to have such resilience. The average person may have passed out long ago after being beaten by the magical fist of the giant orangutan for so long. For so long, Newt also felt sincere admiration for the unbeatable Xiaoqiang, "The average wizard can't stand this kind of damage."

"You laughed," Ludwig smiled bitterly, with his left hand still under him, "I have used all my magic to maintain the body's protective magic, and you didn't tell the orangutan to break my bubble head curse. , Otherwise, I might have died in the poisonous gas of Cystic Leopard."

"Uh..." Newt scratched his head a little embarrassedly. "The poisonous gas of the poisonous leopard is still too dangerous for students like you. You can choose other levels. It's too late to leave now. I think the judges will give you the most. You deduct a little point."

"Thank you, but no need," Ludwig's bluish-faced face was enlarged by the bubbles of the soaking curse, and it was very funny. At this moment, his eyes were almost unable to open, and he said angrily, "I think I can go down. One pass."

"what?"

Ludwig took his left hand out of his body. This may be the only uninjured part of his body. He made a fist with his left hand, clutching his thick black wand tightly, outside Newt and the water curtain. Under the gaze of the audience, he let go of his left hand, and three jewels with dazzling brilliance slipped from between his fingers and fell to the ground with a jingling, crisp sound, which was extremely sad against his indistinguishable swollen face. , But for Ludwig, who was sore all over, as if every bone had been displaced, this was a symphony of victory.

"When did you—"

At this moment, on the water curtain in front of the audience, a replay of Ludwig's acquisition of the three gems was just released. His struggling posture was in stark contrast with the relaxed Tom.

Ludwig rushed in after he was ready for the protection curse and bubble head curse, with a smile on his face, he seemed to have an idea about taking Newt, but his resistance was like a bubble above his head. Generally vulnerable.

Without using those big guys, when he stepped into the first step, a long-awaited wicked bird flew out from the hair on the top of the cystic leopard's head, and performed a "strength show" for him on the spot.

Ludwig did not make any effective resistance in the singing comparable to the cry of Mandela grass, so he weakened his legs and knelt on the ground, even with a confident smile on his face. .

This is not because he still has a back hand, but because the singing of the bad woman even numbs his facial nerves.

After the matter is gone, he will hide his merit and fame deeply. After performing the show, the wicked bird fell lightly on the top of the cystic leopard and cleaned its feathers with a sharp beak.

New Privilege repeatedly found the only giant gorilla among the big guys that would not miss Ludwig to death, and asked him to be listed as Ludwig for a massage.

The Juli Gorilla waved two sturdy long arms, staggered out of the scene, and howled excitedly. It held Ludwig's back neck with its big hands and pressed his face firmly on the ground. , And then there is a link that everyone loves to hear.

Ludwig threw the wand back under him with the last trace of strength, and pressed his left hand firmly with his body.

Never underestimate the heart of a champion contender. Even though he was beaten to one side, he was always waiting for an opportunity, a chance that would leave him a trace of magic power beyond protection and seek victory.

Seeing the next scene, there was a burst of exclamation from the audience.

"Mr. Kant's first gem actually belonged to the gorilla that beat him for ten minutes!" The commentator exclaimed, "Oh my God! It's so bold, he is not afraid that doing this will poke himself with a wand. Is the stomach stabbing the right thing to wear?"

Ludwig, who had gradually gotten rid of the influence of the wicked bird during the beating, was reoccupied with sobriety in his eyes, forgetting which slap was the first time he was beaten, and saw that he supported it with his right arm when he was hit **** his butt. On the ground, the upper body was raised, which looked like a normal reaction after being hit, but only Ludwig knew that this time he raised his upper body more and the speed of falling would be slower.

"Gems are coming—"

A few seconds are only enough for him to cast a silent flying curse. He turned his head and fixed his eyes on the gorilla behind him. This stupid man seemed to show off a trophy, tied the gem to his chest like a medal. Long hair, but after all, the hair is not a pin. The bright gem slipped down and fell under Ludwig under the drag of the curse. This scene was completely obscured by the huge body of the giant gorilla, and the only thing that could be seen was this. In one scene, it was immersed in the beating and unable to extricate itself, apparently leaving its "medal" behind.

Ludwig held the gem tightly in his left hand, waiting for the next opportunity.

"His second gem came from... my goodness, it came from it!"

The commentator has said too much "oh my god" today, which makes him a bit unprofessional, but no one can do better than him. There is an unwritten rule in the Quidditch commentary community in the UK when it is necessary When using tonal particles to express surprises, the commentators need to avoid repetitions, such as changing to words like "Merlin’s pants", "Merlin’s toothbrush", "Merlin’s alarm clock", but today he was shocked too much. , So much that he even forgot Merlin.

"How did he think of taking the gem of the cystic leopard?" The commentator sighed happily, "What a crazy idea! You know, it takes at least one hundred adult wizards to capture an adult cystic leopard...Uh, Let’s not talk about where Newt Scamander’s venomous leopard came from, but this can at least show that its toxicity is far more violent than we imagined."

"The more violent the poison, the more active it is, and the easier it is to degenerate." Ludwig smiled reluctantly, and then coughed violently. From the blood in his mouth, it can be seen that he obviously suffered a lot of internal injuries. As Durmstrang students, we have been preparing poisons since the first grade..."

The venomous leopard in the water curtain yawned because it had no sense of participation. With this yawn, the gems wrapped in venom in its mouth fell gently to the ground, because the venom was so sticky that it even yawned. Did not bounce up.

He bowed his head and cast a glance at the black gem, really didn't want to eat something on the ground like a dog, especially the gem has its own venom protection, no one would be interested in it... it convinced it with a simple mind Myself, besides being wrapped in venom, my voice is not loud.

But this extremely slight noise was heard by Ludwig.

He tried his best to open his swollen eyes, doing the same, with a painful expression, grabbing the gem into his hand, and this gem made his expression more painful.

"Quack, quack, Newt lost his game!" The commentator gave out a weird duck-like smile.

Originally Ludwig had no strength, even his magic power became weak, and he simply lay down and played, but the time when Newt stopped the Juli Gorilla in less than a minute gave him a chance to breathe. , But he still lay motionless, waiting for the last chance!

Finally, the compassionate Newt asked Zou Wu to explore the reality. Its gems were hung on the top of his head with a thin rope. When Zou Wu grabbed Ludwig with his hand, his face became tense until he didn't. The impatient Zou Wu lowered his head and arched his shoulders with the tip of his nose.

The rope that fastened the gem seemed to be temporarily added and was very fragile. Ludwig swung lightly with his left hand intact, and that gem was picked off by him.

"He didn't even use magic!" The commentator seemed to want to say "Oh my God," but he stopped in time, swallowed, and said softly, "Merlin's fork! It's really tenacious. It's better than the broken knees of the national team. The players of the week are too strong~www.readwn.com~Do you know? I thought Quidditch had added new rules. Every player must slide on the ground and play while kneeling!"

"Ahem." The assistant once again brought his topic back to the Triwizard Tournament.

"Mr. Scamander, did I pass it?" Ludwig held his wand in his mouth and tried to stand up with his left hand, but a piercing pain instantly overwhelmed him.

Newt hurriedly stepped forward to support Ludwig. He dragged Ludwig's left hand. Although the venom of the cystic leopard deteriorated quickly, the venom he was holding corroded the palm of his hand to **** flesh, and his palm was almost There was no skin left, and the soil on the ground was stained with bright red flesh and it looked filthy.

On the left wrist, several conspicuous veins have already appeared black, and his hands have been arched into chicken claws due to spasms, and he is holding his magic wand entirely by willpower.

"You guy!" Newt grabbed his wand, took a bottle of powder from his pocket and poured it on his palm, holding his two wrists and rubbing his palms with each other.

"Mr. Newt, you can use the Disarming Curse to take my wand while I am down, why don't you do that?"

"I'm a magical animal expert, not a disarming curse expert," Newt shook his head. "In the rules I made, I can't even help the magical beasts arrange tactics. This is a magical beast test, not any other test."

"Thank you!" Ludwig grinned and smiled.

"It's a pity, the side effects of this medicine are a bit big!" Newt mumbled dissatisfiedly, "It would be great if it didn't restore the function of other injuries."

Feeling the power and vitality gushing out of his body, Ludwig bowed deeply to Newt.

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